Post by onifuma on Feb 5, 2011 20:11:47 GMT -5
real big fan of yours ,
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" Doom am I, full-ripe, dealing death to the worlds, engaged in devouring mankind."[/center]
quite the joke to you ,
[/color][/font][/center]"so, hon. welcome to the distorted world.
what's your name?"
"Sephiroth. Remember that name."
"ey, that's pretty cute. how old are you, and where are ya affiliated?"
"Physically twenty-five years old, from Midgar. But really I’m thirty-one. You wouldn’t understand it. Your species is far too simple-minded."
"young'un, are you? well then, i can deal. so... how bout you and me go on a date?"
"I don’t do relationships. Unless you’re a reallyunlucky girl."
"aaand.. what is your specialization?"
"I am the destroyer, and Masamune is my weapon of destruction."
"cool, cool. i guess youre a little talented filly? i like 'em like that."
"You better hope you stay on my good side."
kissed me in your room ,
[/color][/font][/center]"and on to the second section! how tall are you, exactly?"
"Six foot, one inch..."
"ah, just three inches taller. hm. so, what's under your clothes? not that i wont find out for myself."
"Do you wanna find out what these muscles can do firsthand? Just because they don’t look like too much doesn’t mean that Mother hasn’t given me power in my blood."
"okay, sorry. let's talk about some.. non - crude things? what's your personal style?"
"I wear a long, black leather coat, which features several buckles in its length, but only one of which is ever fastened. The top of the uniform is open to reveal my chest, which is covered somewhat by leather straps criss-crossing my chest. I wear black boots, and black trousers to go along with the jacket. My outfit also has a pair of silver pauldrons. What you think is a black cloak over my right shoulder, is actually a single black wing."
"hey, you look like that celebrity... what was the name...?"
"I m Sephiroth, of course I look like myself."
"right! i remember now. you look just like them. except better, heh heh..."
"Better than myself? Impossible."
replied i love you too ,
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"soo, do you like or dislike anything?"
"I like having something to take my anger out on, rain, and light refracting in crystals. I dislike annoyances who don’t know when to stop asking questions. I hate people who bad-mouth Mother. Also... You’re seriously pissing me off."
"ohmyjonas, me too! wow, thats such a coincidence. so have any dirty habits or secrets?"
"Oh, I don’t have any dirty habits. I have a talent for deception. "
"coolness, yo. umm. home dawg. anyways. describe yourself."
"My personality has always been one of cold ruthlessness. I’m not exactly anti-social, but my coldness and professionalism put people off me. I was always intelligent, but what I learned in my five years in the lifestream means I am more intelligent than you could ever dream to be. If I think you deserve my respect, then you will get it. Oh, and I will never go all out in a fight. People call me crazy, cruel, and say I have a god complex as well as a messiah complex. They’re right about the first two, but I have no complexes. I truly am a God."
"like dude! we're so compatible..."
"You’re testing my patience..."
a little bit insecure ,
[/color][/font][/center]"okay, let's rush through this. i'm thinking dancing? then, we can talk about rooms."
"Are you nearly done?"
"shh, if my boss knew about our secret romance... so. what's your heritage?"
"You better get all the details right when you write them down, if you really want to know. My mother was JENOVA, and she was the last of the Cetra – the ancients. Before I knew this, however, I was the greatest SOLDIER, working for Shinra. One day on a mission in Nibelheim, I came across a chamber holding mother. Confused, I went up to the mansion, and discovered the records of her discovery. That was when I found out that I am the last of the ancients. Then I burned down Nibelheim, and went back to the reactor to retrieve Mother. I was followed, and one of their number attempted to kill me. I jumped into a pool of Mako to escape, and spent the next five years in the Lifestream, learning the secrets of the Ancients. Within a few months of returning from the Lifestream, I started to reshape my form into one more befitting my status as a God. Eventually, I was killed before the process was completed. One year later, I was reborn, with powers from my Rebirth and Seraph forms. I am no projection onto a body of crystallised Mako. I am a living god once more."
"wow, your family would love me! have anyone else in your family?"
"Family? JENOVA is my family. I suppose I could create more, if I felt like it."
"oh. sounds horrible. haha. anything else important happen in your life?"
"I died, and was reborn. Big enough for you?"
"hey, look! we're done. so, i would ask you on a second date, but i'm about to explode. no, really. please step back."
“Get out before Masamune and I show you the chopping board."
of this mistreatment ,
[/color][/font][/center]name. Sephiroth, or Bernie.
age. 18.
rp experience. 1 and a half years.
rules. Of course.
rp sample.Midgar... Uck. This place was disgusting, certainly no monument to Shinra's greatest discovery, which was Jenova - his mother. They hadn't quite discovered Sephiroth, but he was Jenova's child, and that made him an ancient. Therefore, he was the greatest thing to appear in their foul city, rather than the greatest discovery. One day, he would rise above these fools and claim the world for his own, even if it meant combining forces with some sort of greater power (greater than the humans, lesser than him, of course).
However, even in this place, there was one point of interest that he was curious to see. He was sure it was a year that he had done the deed that needed to be done to stop her from summoning Holy, yet she had still managed to summon it, somehow. He was never going to know how she did it, as he was sure he had killed her on that fateful day. Yes, he was going to visit the old church that Aerith had grown those flowers.
Finding himself at the outside of the church, Sephiroth looked down at his clean blade, remembering the girl, and how he used to buy flowers from her many years ago, back before he was trying to destroy the world. That girl, who was also an ancient, had somehow managed to grow so many flowers in what was normally a place that nothing prospered in. Not even humans did very well in the place. But somehow, by some method that was still unclear to him, she had managed to grow the flowers, and for that, he respected her. That alone wasn't enough for him to let her stop his plans, though.
It really was terrible, but it had to be done. He was conflicted in his head on whether or not he would have apologised to her in the Lifestream if they crossed paths. It was too late for that anyway. He was here, and she was presumably still dead. Blinking, he moved his thought stream to the right place, and blinked once more before walking into the church, where he heard a small voice talking to him, calling him the... Flower Girl?!
"I beg your pardon? I'm afraid I am no flower girl, nor am I a girl." he blinked. Sure, he was a little androgynous, but he didn't know he looked that much like a girl. Although, the girl had made the assumption before she had fully opened her eyes, so he forgave her without an apology needed. She was only a girl, anyway. "I'm sorry for that. My name is Sephiroth. I'm afraid the flower girl is away just now.
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